Beauty and Terror

I took one last look into your bedroom, my eyes filled with life, and turned away. The weakness of human design effortlessly revealed by nature, dissolving structure and breath in a matter of moments. Dogs barked in the alley and neighbors rushed to the scene as smoke settled among us. I remained still, unmoved – […]

H | 22 & 3

For Harry… I knew you briefly, almost in passing. We never once sat down to dinner or shared stories of our loved ones. We spoke on the phone once but only for a moment. We knew one another in this way for two years until suddenly, without warning, you died. I imagined a fleeting sense […]


Being rocked back and forth on the D train, I lay my head back and breathe. Images of fingers wet, soaked in water and blood, fingers snapping and slipping making inaudible sounds. This is my meditation; lands forged by rough hands and sweat. Cities built by no personality, no discernible political mind, just with these […]

Death of a relationship | Continue

If I should be brought before you, and am asked to skim the trees. To recollect my fondest thoughts amid a wasteland of memories. Then I should dig deep the shallow trenches, I will seek out every eye. For my past bear’s strong resemblance to the ones I stand before. And I will know a soft resistance as I […]